Day 109; August 14 -- Day in Salt Lake City

HOT is the word.

First I want to post some memories of NaNa.  I ...............

  • Remember when Sharon, Barbara, and I used to go to her house one week during the summer.  She tried to learn to ride my new bicycle.  We pushed her down the hill, she panicked and just about ran into the pond.
  • Remember She loved Christmas at Grandma Carries and she would be "Santa" and pass out the gifts.
  • Remember She used to play the piano for us and my favorite was "Mockingbird Hill".
  • Remember when Deb, Aunt Florence, Uncle Tommy, Aunt Dorothy, Gary, and I painted the dining room, wall-papered the kitchen, painted the closet under the stairs at James's house.  The medicine cabinet fell on Uncle Tommy and cut his head while he and Gary were working in the bathroom.  We also laid new carpet in there.  Aunt Florence let Gary take Uncle Tommy into town for stitches.  She didn't want to miss the fun we were having.
  • Remember when we three girls discovered her love for Gent.
  • Remember her beautiful quilts.
  • She was always trying to get my natural curls to fall into place.  (They still go every which way!)
  • Remember her new Black and White Chevy with the wings.
  • Remember the last time we visited her and Aunt Dorothy asking her to play the harmonica.
  • Remember her eye sight failing; but she could still see that I was gaining weight!
  • Remember She left money under Robby's pillow when she slept in his bed while visiting.

This morning we headed out sight seeing before the temperature got too high.  We headed down North Temple Street to Temple Square.  The old beautiful buildings were everywhere.

The Mormon Tabernacal had a wall built around it; but you could see the peaks above it.  You could walk through it and we could have gone to a free concert of the choir this morning.






The headquarters.

Capitol Building.



Union Pacific Building.

Just liked this old building.

Now, I have a "pretty" Wal-Mart in Anchorage and Salt Lake City won the "ugly" Wal-Mart.  You had to park in a parking garage that I think had parking over the store.  It was down right weird.

Tomorrow we are headed to Grand Junction, Colorado.  I hope the truck can get over the mountains.  If anyone has a suggestion on why it has started getting hot while pulling up hills after 10 years, please let us know.  We are running out of ideas.

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